From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers. Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. The lightning of happiness tells me that I will tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name, stranger. I also wish you a bright future, wish you all the best, wish you happiness in the world, and wish me only face the sea and spring blossoms.
Homesickness is a small stamp when I was a child. I'm here and my mother is there. When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I am here and the bride is there; Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside. Now, homesickness is a shallow strait, and I am on this continent, on that side.
I changed it three times as you asked \ (o)/~